The Singing Scoutmaster: City of New Orleans

CRiding on the GCity of New COrleans,

AmIllinois Central FMonday morning Crail G

CThere's fifteen cars and Gfifteen restless Amriders,

FThree conductors and Gtwenty-five sacks of Cmail.

They're out Amon the southbound odyssey and the Emtrain pulls out at Kankakee

GRolls past the houses, farms and Dfields.

AmPassin' towns that have no names, Emand freight yards full of old black men

And the Ggraveyards of the G7rusted automoCbiles C7

Singing FGood morning GAmerica how Care you?

AmAnd don't you know me FI'm your native Cson G

I'm just the Ctrain they call The GCity of New COrleans, Am

I'll be Bbgone five hundred Fmiles when the day is Cdone. G

I was dealin' Ccards with the Gold men in the Cclub car.

AmAnd it's penny a point there ain't Fnobody keepin' Cscore. G

CWon't you pass that paper Gbag that holds the Amtequila

FYou can feel the wheels Grumblin' beneath the Cfloor.

The Amsons of pullman porters and the Emsons of engineers

All ride their Gdaddy's magic carpet - it's made of Dsteel.

AmMothers with their babes asleep, go Emrockin' to the gentle beat

And the Grhythm of the G7rails is all they Cdream. C7

Singing FGood morning GAmerica how Care you?

AmAnd don't you know me FI'm your native Cson G

I'm just the Ctrain they call The GCity of New COrleans, Am

I'll be Bbgone five hundred Fmiles when the day is Cdone. G

CIt's night-time on The GCity of New COrleans,

AmAnd we're changing cars in FMemphis, Tennes-C-see. G

CHalf way home, Gwe'll be there by Ammorning

Through the FMississippi darkness Grolling to the Csea.

AmAll the towns and people seem to Emfade into a bad dream

And the Gold steel rails still ain't heard the Dnews.

The con-Am-ductor sings that song again, the Empassengers will please refrain

GThis train has got the G7disappearing railroad Cblues. C7

Singing FGood night GAmerica how Care you?

AmAnd don't you know me FI'm your native Cson G

I'm just the Ctrain they call The GCity of New COrleans, Am

I'll be Bbgone five hundred Fmiles when the day is Cdone. G

Singing FGood morning GAmerica how Care you?

AmAnd don't you know me FI'm your native Cson G

I'm just the Ctrain they call The GCity of New COrleans, Am

I'll be Bbgone five hundred Fmiles when the day is Cdone. G

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